Stinky binky
That’s what Mom calls my cat when she stinks up the place. (And I don’t think she knows what a stinky binky really is.)
That’s also what I would call an employee who doesn’t smell like they bothered to wash their ass before invading my tiny space where the AC works four out of every seven days.
Blessed are those who are always congested and don’t notice.
I wonder how many people quit over being paired with Pigpens.